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Текст песни Chino Xl - Wordsmith

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Perfectionflawless masterpiece, no mistakesBack in the1800s I was burned at the stakeMetaphor MephistophelesDegrees I`ve achievedThe brain fluid it takes to believewould equal the seven seasI could reveal the true name of GodBut you would go insane upon hearing itRelease enough winds toblow down pyramidsI`m the Michelangelo of syllableSince I freestyleGenesis been biblicalThat`s something you got to give in to(Verse I)Since born in my mama`s vaginal saunaAs a sonogram, I`ve been fond of phonicsIt`s ironic, even as an embryonicFed through an umbilicaldon`t that sound biblical?I`ve been a terrorSince I teareth out of the uterusBecause evil plans were made to defeat usAs a fetusThough now I walk in infamyAs a child they had it in for meWas raised with guns in infantryIn diapers and in infancyThe childhood of a hoodthat was raised in the hoodCops said "put your hands in the hot sky"I put my hands down on the hot hoodI can`t whine or drink wineNine planets planned it`Til it became apparentMy parents shouldn`t have been a parentState to state we ran someI wasn`t worth no ransomMoney, won`t you hand some?A nigga wasn`t handsomeRaise the mind like Charles Manson`sNew I was some man`s sonBut which one?That made me strongcreated my poison tongue...CHORUS(Verse II)Why you cut school?Cause you ain`t feel too goodI cut schoolcause my cuts ain`t heal too goodThrough all the physical abuseMy mind escapedthrough the gift of wordplayI memorized encyclopaedias and dictionariesI wrote anthems from antonymsHarmonies from homonymsCreated cinema from synonymsWas livid to eliminatethat illustrious life you`re livin` inWrote rhetoricals in rhythmsMade rhymes out of religionUse a prefix as a crucifixOr suffocate you with a suffixWrote lectures so infectiousThey`re known to infect the listenersWho dissin` us?Yo punks you wait – I punctuateMy karma`s the commaThat put you inside of a comaHyphen, semi-colon, dot, dotLeave you semi-swollenQuestion: You pregnant?Oh you`re not? I love you, Period.To sum it up, language is my essenceFucked up in all my adolescenceTill my Mom`s was out of lessonsLaws, I store convenientStill I rob a convenience storeLove Mom, Fuck MomShit, I don`t love me no moreMentally it didn`t register, bitchEmpty the register, bitchYou just a cashier, bitchGive the cash, hereOr I`ll shoot you in your cabbageHijack a getaway cab, bitchWords ain`t makin` me no lootDon`t change now Dow Jones averageRegardless, we`re GodlessThey stole my innocenceIn a sense, the judge sentenced meTo 3 lifetimes sentencesTo put my life in times and sentencesArt my dark archnemesisThey want me off the premisesThat`s what the premise isLocked on a tierwhere you can`t shed a tear atI studied more ShakespeareThan any African can shake a spear atAnd the whole world fears thatAnd it hurtsI got caught for killing timeBut then I got with wordsCHORUS(Bridge)People can say whatever they want about meBut agree that I am the WordsmithThey can try to ignore everything that I`ve achievedBut agree that I am the WordsmithI am the WordsmithThe love of words is deep in my brainMust be to silence my painI am the Wordsmith(Verse III)I`m in a game full of moronsAnd they keep putting more onI tutor the TorahI`m in the core of the Qu`aranThe mind`s what I representAnd mc`s better re-presentI`m taking this rappin` bullshitto the fullest extentI have reservationswhy Indians are on reservationsTold that board of educationI was bored of educationAs far as this goI leave you deader than DiscoRocking sex and violenceOver sax and violinsThrough your minds camera lensYou`re in need of an ambulanceI`ll knock you to the asphaltIt`s your own ass faultYour last thoughtI`ll never sell my self short to be famousAnd taking it up the anus just ain`t usThe world could get the penisOf this classically trained pianistMy P.O. was p.o.`dHanded me a cup, told me to "pee in this"The linguist musicianMy college position is that my intuitionTold me I wouldn`t be affordin` tuitionMy education`s all on my ownI might have been born yesterdayBut I rhyme like there`s no tomorrow...

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